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Blue Reasons: Chapter 29

Blue Reasons: Chapter 30 -Final-
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Chapter 29: Unexpected...

Whatever happened to him in the morning was nothing in comparison to this!


“D-Don!” He tried to shout, but all came out was a troubled gasp. Which only worsen when the grip over his throat tighten.


It didn't help when Donatello was pressing all of his weight on the leader's neck. It was a pure miracle that his neck didn't break from sheer pressure. However, Leo was still loosing airflow quickly, but that didn't mean he remain idle throughout all of this. He did what he thought at the moment. And that was to grab onto the olive wrists in hopes to pull them off.


Leonardo tried to speak again, but it wasn’t enough as his larynx was pressured down further, preventing any vocalization to be processed. This only made him tighten around Donatello's wrists.


Thousands of thoughts swam in his head, each trying to process in what was happening. But it didn't stand long until Leo finally placed in what was currently happening to him in his head.


Donatello. His own brother. His own mate. Is trying to Strangle Him!


His vision began to blur causing him to move his hands became frantically to a different area. He felt more scaly but mellow skin, part of him was grateful that Don had been in such a violent trance that the genius didn't notice the single finger dart upwards. The tip of the rough finger pressed onto a single pressure point, the subclavian. It was more than enough for the other’s brown eyes to roll to the back of his head and collapse right on top of Leonardo.


Even in the rush of adrenaline Leo didn’t move; well at least not a first as he was trying to recapture his breath. Though eventually the leader in blue was then able to push Donatello off of him the second his brain was working again.


Just. What the Hell happened?!


He leaned upwards to a sitting position, but soon found himself back on the floor flat on his carapace when the dizziness of a spell rushed in his head.


At the side Leo was able to hear Donatello whimper a bit. Just enough to sound out and capture his attention.


The olive turtle didn’t move, but his eyes did open for a split second. In sheer reaction did his body quake, definitely indicating that he was trying to move. But thanks to the specific ministration of Leo’s careful hand, he couldn’t.


Feeling a bit stronger and with more proper oxygen flowing through his veins Leonardo sat up. A bit more on the careful, a palm pressed against his head to shake the rest of the feeling. His concern did reach out for Don, feeling him move a bit more frantically.


He mustered through the nauseous feeling and crawled a little slowly towards the purple turtle.


“Donnie.” He said shaking the dizzy feeling away to place that same hand on his brother’s shell.


The other reacted like an actual scared animal, his pupils were blown wide, his entire face racketed with unreadable countenance before it stilled.


“Don. It’s me.” Leo soothed hunching over a bit so he can place the other hand on Donatello’s face.


As if a switch had been turned on, that confused look changed into recognition. His pupils were still dilated, but Leo could see that they were slowly shrinking back to normal.


“L-Leo?” Donatello whispered moving his head up a bit to get a better visual over the leaf terrapin.


He felt the older caress the side of his face gingerly in compassion. “Yes.” Leo whispered as well. “Are you okay?”


Don's entire body went numb, it prickled, feeling like something was crawling under his skin. That however was short felt when something pushed against his clavicle. There was an audible crackling pop and it hurt like shell. However that lasted for only a moment when the churning sensation of regaining his sense of feeling in all of his muscles and nerves again.


It was enough to get him to move his fingers at least. Something inside his head whispered to him. But he couldn’t comprehend what it was, but feeling his mate’s familiar hands and scent rush in his olfactories relieved him. And pretty soon all that was left was a dull sensitivity in his nerves, but all in all he felt calm.


“What happened?” Leo asked his voice dripping with worry.


Donatello felt his upper body move, hands were on his shell carefully helping him up to sit level with him. “What do you mean?”


Leo looked around, his sharp blue eyes gazing at the lab. “Was someone here earlier?”


The younger’s lips separated in surprise, having not expecting that question suddenly. “Earlier? No. There’s wasn’t anyone here.”


“Don.” Leo's voice deepen in seriousness. “Was there someone here before?”


The olive turtle’s mind racketed deeply. Trying to recall if there was anything out of the ordinary.


“What do you remember?” Leonardo changed his question. Maybe asking this would be better considering that Donatello is technically still in season. He wouldn’t remember much at all, if he did remember anything.


He still struggles trying to see what happened in his own week of mating season. Those hormones really take away their proper cognitive awareness. Leo wouldn’t doubt that the same happened to Donatello, despite having the most intelligent mind of the five in comparison when it came to the thinking caliber.


There’s a reason why Donatello always manages to win almost all the games they came up with as they were growing older. (Which may or not be the reason why Mikey got so butt-hurt when they were preteens).


“I just remember… fixing the heater… and speaking to Master Splinter.”


Leo hummed that was nearly a week ago. “I see, anything else?”


“Just-” He stopped, his cheeks getting darker. That alone made Leonardo know what he was thinking about.


“I rather not talk about it.” He admitted lowering his head.


“Fair enough.”


Part of him wanted to tell Don about the earlier situation. But Leo figured Don would already have a lot on his plate. So it best that he didn’t speak about it before.


“Once you’re rested up, how about you help me with something.” He said gently carefully helping his brother up with him on their feet. “There’s something I need you to check for me.”


His mind instantly went to the piece of parchment paper. Security was currently priority and he wanted to make sure if there had been any recent breeches. As well as check up on the crystal they found a few weeks back. Thinking back when he brought in the lair for the first time in the box. At the time he didn’t think it was entirely necessary to bring it up with Master Splinter, and he did feel bad for hiding it. But Leonardo knew he had to investigate about the thing before hand.


Something about it, made him feel tense, but at the same time reassured. The oldest turtle wasn’t sure what it was, but he knew that it had to be protected. Again, Leo didn't know why, but his instincts told him to. And he never denied his instincts, he trusted them as much as he did to his family.


“Of course.” Donatello replied with a warm smile. “I can-”


“I said until after you rested.” Leo reminded.


There was a long huff from the other. “Fine…”


Leo smiled with a tiny breath of a smirk. “As hardworking as you are, please consider your limits.”


“As if you don’t push them enough.”


“I do have to make sure you’re still strong enough.” Leo joked.


“Oh believe me, I know.” Donatello moved closer at this point.


Leo’s nostrils piped up and found little of the empowering scent from earlier. Donatello was finally at the final stages of his hormone frenzy.


“That’s good.” Leo said with an underlying husk.


Donatello moved in a little more. But a leaf-colored hand on his shoulder prevented him from approaching closer.


“Not now. It’s been a… -a long week.”


A disappointed expression spread over Donatello’s face, but he understood. “Sorry, I couldn’t help it…”


“I know… just promise me to keep it more of a secret.” Leo requested.


“Only if you do the same.” At that he felt two fingers, a thumb and a forefinger hold onto his chin ever so carefully.


He was guided to look at Leo’s eyes. “Unfortunately, I dunno if I can promise that.”


“Then neither can I…” Donatello breathed as he closed the distance between them.


Their lips touched each other in such a soft notion, it was like a cushion of support for each other.


Leo’s hand moved away from the chin and towards the back of his Don’s head to bring him closer. As a result he could feel Don wrap his lean but muscled arms around him. Bringing their plastrons together.


They separated the kiss a couple of times, but were immediately connecting again their tongues ready to dance with one another.


“Leonard-” The sudden voice had been cut off.


At the sound of the voice both turtles quickly retracted away from each other, their frantic wide eyes turning to the intruder. Their irises and pupils constricting to take up less than 10 percent of their eyes once they saw who it was.


The intruder, had been their own father.
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
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Blue Reasons: Chapter 28
Blue Reasons: Chapter 30 -Final-
Well, shit just got real didn't it?

I can't say I might have surprised you lot, even though I surprised myself because I didn't really plan for Splinter to come into the picture just yet. It just sort of happened.

Anyways, just a quick question, what do you all think of the 2018 Rise of the Turtles?

(I'm not having high hopes for it, but I'm willing to give it a shot)

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